Her answer was straightforward.
Her brain didn’t really do much thinking.
It was simply because Xiao Hua kept nagging in her ear,
"Host, you don’t want this, you don’t want this, you really don’t!!"
So, Su Yan blurted out.
The moment she spoke, she saw the sharp corners of Jiang Ran’s lips curl into a smile, making him seem all the more nonchalant.
"As you say."
There was a hint of amusement in his voice, and a flash of brightness in his eyes.
His gaze slowly swept over the onlookers, carrying a trace of coldness in his eyes.
As this gaze swept over them, the crowd that was enjoying the drama all shut their mouths in unison, either lowering their heads to drink or quickly changing the topic with an arm around each other’s shoulders.
The earlier enthusiasm and excitement had vanished completely.
Suddenly, the private room became quiet.
Yao Yufei sat there, her back stiff, her flushed face now pale as death, her brows and eyes filled with embarrassment.
She had invited him so directly, yet Jiang Ran rejected her in such a manner, in front of everyone.
How could she endure this?
She suddenly stood up, looking embarrassed and walked out.
Zhao Yue called out from behind Yao Yufei,
"Hey, why is Yufei leaving?"
The response was a loud slam of the door.
The people in the room who were playing the game all turned to Jiang Ran, awaiting his reaction.
But the man lay back lazily on the sofa, his collar slightly open, his eyelids drooped, and his chiseled face wore a smile, which dissipated much of the threatening air he exuded.
Cheng Xingyang tried to smooth things over from his seat,
"Let’s continue, let’s keep playing."
As he spoke, others echoed, and the atmosphere quickly became lively again.
After countless turns, when the red pointer swung and came to a halt.
The red pointer was pointing directly at Su Yan.
Cheng Xingyang’s eyes sparkled; he let out a deep breath.
His enthusiasm surged once again.
He had been spinning that blasted pointer all night and was almost sick of it.
Wasn’t he persisting here just for this moment??!
Cheng Xingyang’s eyes were glued desperately on Su Yan.
"Classmate Su Yan, this time, it’s your turn."
Su Yan gently tucked her hair behind her ear
"I choose Truth or Dare."
There was a hint of joy in her eyes.
Focused on the stack of dare cards.
Cheng Xingyang picked up a dare card, intending to draw one in front of everyone.
Then, Su Yan’s soft voice sounded,
"Can I choose which one to draw myself?"
Cheng Xingyang paused, his hand stopping.
"Of course."
He was gentlemanly, placing the stack of cards in front of Su Yan.
Without hesitation, Su Yan drew the third card from the bottom.
Then, looking at the content on the card, she smiled a bit happily,
"Choose any three cocktails from the menu and drink them."
She didn’t seem troubled or sad, rather, she looked quite delighted.
It was as if she had predicted that she would draw this card.
Then she eagerly took the drink menu from Cheng Xingyang’s hand.
"Bloody Mary, Margarita, Singapore Sling."
Su Yan’s fair fingers pointed at the three beautifully presented pictures.
Xiao Hua, hiding quietly in her earring, listened to these words and then thought back to what she had known about her host for so long.
This... could it be that the host already knew what was written on that card?
She called the waiter to order the three cocktails.
Soon, the three drinks were brought over, placed one by one in front of Su Yan.
Her eyes shone like stars, fixated on the three cocktails in front of her.